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I am slain [2nd Dec. 2008|17:13]
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If only I had laid off that Iraq invasion... but those intelligence dossiers were so convincing, I couldn't help it!

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last Saturday I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points). Last Tuesday I farted in an elevator (-6 points). In February marmota and I donated clothes to the needy (11 points). In September I ruled Asscrackistan as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). Last month I invaded Iraq, broke it, and couldn't glue it back together before Mom got home (-1012 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-306 points). For Christmas I deserve a moldy sandwich!


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Not my fault: meme stolen from the_fuzzy_bunny.

From: (Anonymous)
2008-12-02 23:32 (UTC)


[User Picture]From: blipvert
2008-12-03 00:22 (UTC)


You know at least coal would have been useful. WTF am I going to do with a mouldy sandwich, feed it to a reindeer?
From: (Anonymous)
2008-12-03 08:53 (UTC)


[User Picture]From: blipvert
2008-12-03 16:53 (UTC)


Best part is, eating Brussels sprouts leads to gas, then next time you step into a lift, back into the minus you go. I mean it would be funny if it wasn't such a fucking colossal scam.

I know it's wrong, but Lord forgive me I just can't wait for the bloody northern ice cap to melt and drown that red-suited corpulent scheming bastard Santa.